"I have returned," said a low, harsh voice from beneath the blackness behind the raging fire. She was ready and knew what he wanted. He wanted more of her. It was the cost of her creation. It came back after each task to consume, to take more of her essence. She had a choice. In the beginning, she always had an option. She could pay, or she could lose her...
I Under the glaring lights that flooded the stage, he sat at the looming dark beast's jagged maw. His calling was to soothe the beast and make it sing. He guided his long fingers across the cool surfaces of its still ivories and peered at the exposed filaments that characterized the anatomy of its specific voice. Onlookers observed him, quietly noting the...
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
Another night on the prowl, solitary as always. He shot a disgusted look at a young woman he saw stepping into a bus, a Twilight book tucked under her arm. If only the humans knew what the existence of Vampires was truly like, they'd stop fantasizing about it. He caught his reflection on the mirror of a nearby bus stop, and almost smiled. An almost seven-foo...
The night air was humid, but of course, it was always humid in New Orleans. The girl walked along the streets of the French Quarter often. She felt at peace there strolling along among the carefree characters of the night. She walks along unfrightened and content. A mysterious stranger sees her saunter by and is instantly intrigued. Her long flowing red hai...
As I listened to an oldies station while driving down the road, it suddenly dawned on me how nothing had really changed. Paula Abdul's song "Forever your girl" came on and I cringed. I hated that fucking song with a passion. After being away from Detroit for 10 years, it was like I'd never been left. Of course the song hit me in more ways than one. I didn't...
"Well, that was...something." Carol and Henrietta were back in the car and back on the road, putting the Temple of Zenriah, the city of New Deastone, and the myriad of permanently naked women living in it behind them. Both were still damp from the time they each spent bathing in the grotto, the redhead having done so sometime after Carol and Celeste left,...
Jerry slowed the pickup truck on the unpaved road and made a left turn into a corn field that was recently harvested. The over-sized pickup bucked, like a bronco, over the rough ground, and everyone in the truck tried to keep their seats as best as possible. Jerry gripped the steering wheel tightly, Maddy braced herself with a hand on the dashboard and the...
Author's note: This is an official entry in the Annual Literotica Winter Holiday Contest for 2006. All characters and situations are works of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is pure coincidence. I make no assertion of technical accuracy. In fiction, anything can happen. Remember, the winner of the contest is decided by reader votes, so pl...
It was after midnight when He finally made it home. Opening the door to their room light spilled in chasing away the shadows and illuminating her small form on the bed. His eyes drift over the sight before Him: she lay curled into a small ball, her crimson curls splayed across the white satin sheets. He stared at her thinking she looked so young and untouche...